I'm back everyone, and with a new story! Actually, this story is three-in-one, as it is an origin story. No, not the Teen Titans origin (that was covered in volume one), but the Titan Legends origin story. These stories tell of events that happened thousands of years before the Titans were even born. Part one will tell of the beginnings of Majora's sinister plans involving Link, while the second and third parts will tell the story of the original Spirit Guardian (for those who remember from Volume Four, Majora called Starfire the 'Spirit Guradian'. In this volume, you'll find out why), while also featuring a descendant of Spirit Tracks Link (also named Link. Duh) along with some other characters that form the 'original' Teen Titans. I'm still brainstorming ideas for it, but I do have the main ideas figured out.

So here it is: the three part Titan Legends Volume Six: Hidden Origins! Starting with a short prologue narrated by Starfire.


Prologue:

(Starfire's Narration)

It was what seemed like an ordinary day here at Titans Tower. It was not very often that my friends and I had a day where we did not have any missions to fight crime, so it was nice for us to have the day off. Everyone was off doing their own things. Robin, our leader and my ex-boyfriend, was off doing research in the evidence room, with our newest friend Scarlette, a weapon summoning demigoddess with a past of thievery, no doubt 'insecting' him the whole time. I wasn't worried though; Scarlette is a good friend and Robin could use the company. Cyborg, a half man and half machine and also our team's best mechanic, was doing the work on his car, the T-car. Beast Boy, a shapeshifter who can change into any animal, was in the kitchen making something tofu-related, and Raven, a sorceress and my best female friend, was locked in her room doing the meditating.

I wanted to go and give my best friend Link some company. Link was our team's swordsman, and he had been through a lot over the past through years; including a very horrible experience he went through. Link was currently in his room, although I wasn't sure why. Ordinarily he was always willing to spend time with friends, but today for some reason he was distancing himself. I knocked on his door and was greeted by his voice, which sounded rather sad.

"Link? Is everything alright?" I asked him from behind the door.

"Yeah. I'm okay. I just don't feel like coming out right now." He answered.

"Well… may I come in?" I asked.

There was silence at first, but after awhile Link agreed to let me come in. I opened the door to see Link sitting on the edge of his bed staring at a small framed photo. Ordinarily Link would be wearing his green tunic and long green cap, but this time his usual garb had been hung on a hook by his door, and he was simply wearing what he wore underneath; a white shirt with a yellow bird-like symbol on it, and long gray pants. His semi-long blonde hair complemented his sky blue eyes very well. Link was a rather handsome boy, but oddly enough, I seemed to be the only girl to think so. A strange dark aura surrounds Link, which causes people to feel 'unwelcome' while around him. This has led Link to having been ignored or even bullied as a child. But despite all the negativity Link has received throughout his life, he always seems to keep a positive disposition… well, most of the time. Though for some reason, I do not feel affected by this dark aura surrounding Link, for I treat him like I would treat any of my friends.

I took a closer look at the photo Link was looking at, and discovered that it was a photo of Link's deceased parents, Daniel and Mary Skyward. They had been murdered years before while Link was still an infant. He never had the opportunity to get to know his mother and father. It was very sad.

"Your parents, correct?" I asked him.

"Yeah." He answered. "Today is the day I found out who they were. I just… thought I'd spend time with them… today."

I noticed a tear fall from Link's eye. I could tell that he wanted to be alone right now, so I told him that we'd go do something some other day. Before I left, I gave Link a hug. On a day such as this, I knew he needed one. I saw a smile from Link before I left, and I smiled too. But after taking a few steps from Link's door, something very strange happened. I had a vision of some kind. It was only for a split second, but I saw enough to say that I saw a girl who looked almost exactly like me wielding a golden sword against some kind of tentacled monster; that greatly resembled one our newest and greatest foes: Majora. I did not know what it meant, but the memory of the vision lingered in my mind for the rest of the day.


That night, I had a strange dream; one even stranger than the vision I had the other day. It looked like I was taking a walk with Link, except that he looked a little different, and so did I. In fact, though the girl resembled me right down to my long red hair and green eyes, I wasn't even certain if it was me at all! A moment later it seemed like Link and I (at least I think it may have been me) were about to press our lips together, which here on Earth is a romantic gesture known as a 'kiss', when all of the sudden, Link disappeared and the girl changed appearance, making her look exactly like me now. Behind her, a big pair of creepy yellow eyes appeared along with a mouth full of razor-sharp teeth. The girl, or rather I turned around, and the face started to laugh maniacally. I took out my Spirit's Sword to attack the monster, but it instantly disappeared!

"Your weapon is useless…" The face said.

Now I was frightened! I tried to fly away, but eight red tentacles appeared from nowhere to keep me from doing so!

"You can't fly away from me, little girl…" The face said again. "I will break what is unbreakable… and once I do, even the Spirit Guardian will be nothing to me!"

The tentacles bound my arms and legs down. I was unable to move as the face faded away, and in it's place, Link reappeared. But something was different. His whole body was cloaked in darkness, and eight tentacles similar to the ones holding me were extruding from his back. What I noticed most though was the sword he was holding. It wasn't his ordinary Master Sword; it was pitch black, and has a demonic-looking hilt. It looked… evil. He was about to drive the blade through me, and that was the moment I woke up.

I was sweating horribly and gasping for air, as if my dream had actually happened. I wasn't sure what any of it meant, but I knew someone who might. The spirit of the spring near Link's hometown, Lanayru. Lanayru was not only a nearly all-seeing and mystical being, but he was also Link and mine's guardian. If anyone knew anything about this, he would. I did not want any of the other Titans to know about this right now, so I simply told them I was going to the mall of shopping.


The journey would've normally taken days, but since I was Tamaranian, I was able to shorten the journey to a few hours by flying there. The spring looked as beautiful as always. The area was covered in green grass and surrounded by a forest. Near the center was a spring full of fresh water and several stones with intricate markings poking out of the water. There was also a large mound of dirt in front of the spring, which I knew from past visits to be the gravesite of Link's mother, Mary Skyward. Link and I had visited this area on several occasions, including one instance where he and I were on a date. It was a very special place for us, and at times it was very romantic. Though I knew Link wasn't ready for us to be a couple, so for now he and I would stay best friends. Back to the matter at hand, I approached the spring and called out to Lanayru.

"Spirit Lanayru? I need to talk to you. Please reveal yourself." I called out.

Not too long after I called out, the water and rocks in the spring began to glow with bright golden light. The water in the spring displaced itself a little, as if a portal was opening in the water. From the center of the spring a shimmering golden orb rose out of the water, followed by a gigantic glowing serpent. The serpent coiled itself around the orb, then fixed it's gaze upon me. This was the light spirit Lanayru, guardian of the western lands, and although his gaze was a bit intimidating, I was not scared. After all, this is the same being who once saved my life back on Tamaran when I was six years old, so I knew I could trust him.

"Greetings, young princess of Tamaran. You wished to speak with me?" Lanayru asked me.

"I do. I have been having strange visions lately. Visions of a girl who looks just like me. I came to you hoping you would know what it means." I answered.

"Ah, yes. It would seem you are experiencing prophetic visions." Lanayru said. "The visions that you have seen are those of your past."

"My past? I do not understand. The girl from my vision resembles me, yes, but she cannot be me. I have never held a sword before I knew Link, nor have I faced any beings like Majora before." I claimed.

"The visions are not of the past that you know, but those of your past self." He told me.

"My… past self?" I inquired.

"Indeed. The girl you saw in your vision was the original Spirit Guardian; a chosen one who wielded the very same sword you own against the very same threat you face today." Lanayru informed me. "Your past self was the heroine who faced Majora in ancient times."

This was all a lot for me to take in. My past self was an ancient heroine from Earth's past?! In the past I would've been very confused, but in more recent times I have discovered that it is not as crazy as it sounds. It was a longtime secret among my people that the people of Tamaran were descended from the Hylian people who were banished from the Earth long ago by a great evil; an evil that I was now almost certain was Majora. Link's ancestor had been left behind as the only Hylian left on Earth, but what I had been wanting to know was… how did it all happen?

"Before I tell you the tale of your past self, there is another tale that must be told. Wouldst thou listen?" Lanyru asked me.

There were no missions occurring back in Jump City right now, and the other Titans believed me to be at the mall of shopping, so I did not see the harm in staying here for a little while listening to what Lanayru had to tell me. So I nodded and sat down on the mount of dirt that was the grave of Link's mother. Since Link and I were so close, I knew he wouldn't mind, and neither would the spirit of his mother. I got myself comfortable and looked up towards Lanayru. He began telling his tale, which would consist of not one, but three different stories.